1. |
Guit/Trip
02:21
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We left this place in a flash one day,
Thought we'd head out and all get trashed
Somethin about this season makes me itch like never before
Somethin about this season makes me a bitch like never before
There were so many things to buy there
So many fun fun-gi-i-i
But for the first time they didn't agree
For the first time they didn't sit right with my brain
And I recall/ feelin insane
I thought I'd never be myself again but then
I remembered I don't know who that is and
I realized I' in a state of crisis so
I decided I'd go to the psych ward
Either that or become a drug lord
Somethin about this season makes me itch like never before
Somethin about this season makes me a bitch like never before
And I'm sorry/ For everything I am
And I'm sorry/ For the money I don't have
And I'm sorry/ I like to beat people up
And I'm sorry/ For being a woman
And I'm sorry/ That I like drugs so much
And I'm sorry/ To everyone I've touched
And I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry
And I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry
That I'm not sorry
Schemes & themes & mud & dreams &
My one true furry love asleep
I tried to deny it but she still died
It was intentional but I still cried
sleep & sleep & sleep &sleep & sleep & sleep & sleep & sleep,
I have killed her
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2. |
Honest Man
02:14
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Maybe I should put up a fight, this is a
Song I didn't wanna have to write
I had a dream I didn't do somethin dumb but right now
All I wish is I could feel numb
It's just that every time I told myself I
Didn't feel like someone else, I
Lay awake for hours in our bed
How long can you stare at a ceiling and just how long
Can you deny what you're feeling
What does it feel like to fall out of love -
A reverse chemical reaction while still trying to have fun and
Every passing year I feel I'm always on the run
If every hurt's a lesson why the fuck am I so dumb
And you you're such an honest man &
I cut off your loving hands
You you're such an honest man &
I have shattered all of our plans &
Every passing year I feel I'm always on the run
If every hurt's a lesson why the fuck am I so dumb
And you you're such an honest man and I'm
Sorry you went to the trouble of lovin me &
I am sorry to anyone I ever tricked into loving me
I am sorry to anyone I ever asked who I asked who I should be
I am sorry to anyone I ever tricked into loving me
& You you're such an honest man &
I am running
As fast as I can
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3. |
Walls/Sky
02:01
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(CHORUS)
why are all the walls/ closing in around me
at the same time the sky is opening upX2And I can see it, I can see it, I can see it,I can see it,I can see itAnd I can feel it, I can feel it, I can feel it, I can feel it, I can feel it
Can't go giving power to the painBut we can't seem to get out of the rain
I heard you laughing in my head,About a rabbit - fucking damnitAll the nonsense things you said came rushing back,Time keeps on rushing
CHORUS (with slight change on last line)
I've been having arguments with spirits in my headI've been doing everything as if they weren't all dead
Can't go giving power to the painBut we can't seem to get out of the rain
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4. |
Flesh
02:56
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I left someone bleeding in the street
& now my flesh is in your teeth
I left my words playing on repeat
& suddenly I'm warming your cold feet
I know there's no saving anyone but
I will run to find you, dear
I know not how deep your darkness but
I'll find you & pull you near to me
Say you're boring, say you're old I do not believe all I'm told I,
Wasn't sure what I was wanting but I
Have always found you haunting &
Everyone has watched my empire
Crashing down a thousand times &
Here I stand I should be tired but
I'm alive, I'm set on fire & I
Knew I wanted to go off the deep end
I knew I wanted to go off the deep end
I know there's no saving anyone but
I will run to find you, dear
I know not how deep your darkness but
I'll find you & pull you near to me
I left torn up pictures in the dirt
& today I inhaled your dirty shirt
I left someone bleeding in the street
& now my flesh in in your teeth
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5. |
Ghosts
03:01
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When I grow up
I will know everything, everything
When I grow up
Things will be brighter then, brighter then
All our ghosts are
All around us, around us &
All the ghosts of
All our houses, our houses &
I feel / I feel
Just like a child
Just like a child with gray hair
& Everyone I know
Is a precious work of art
& every fucking day
All y'all break my bleeding heart
Cause
All of our ghosts are (x3)
clawing their way out from the inside
All of our ghosts are (x3)
Haunting the pits of our stomachs of course &
All of our ghosts have (x3)
Carved out their names on the skin of our faces &
All of our ghosts are free-e-e-e-e
Much more free
Than you, or than me
When I grow up
I will know everything, everything
When I grow up
Things will be brighter then, brighter then
All our ghosts are
All around us, around us &
All the ghosts of
All our houses, our houses &
I feel / I feel
Just like a child
Just like a child with gray hair
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6. |
Plastic Beds
01:40
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Why do worthy men end their lives in plastic beds &
How do you convey the things that nobody says &
You can try to look the part but you will always be a mess
(CHORUS)
Oh, just don't think about it and it might go away
Don't think about it & it just might go way
Don't think about it but
It won't go away, it never goes away
Well why does every man I know want o kill himself &
Will I ever take my family down from that shelf &
Why is my dog getting weaker every day
CHORUS
Well who decided we're divided into predator & prey
& When your lively friend died, wht the hell'd you have to say &
How does one deal with the dealing of a day
CHORUS
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7. |
Evolve
01:41
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Are we a train
Are we a mess
Every night my brain
Melts into your chest
Pleasure and pain
Often feel the same
Lovin how you are
While fearing what I am
You were right there to break my fall
& Now all my belongings
Are cluttering your hall
& I surely hope I can evolve
& I do believe we are all small & sweet
Are we a train
Are we a mess
Every night my brain
Melts into your chest
Pleasure and pain
Often feel the same
Lovin how you are
While fearing what I am
There are many ways to break a fall
But none such as brave as with your open palms
& I surely hope I can evolve
& I do believe we are all small & sweet
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Claire Johnson Saint Paul, Minnesota
Well overdue for a consistent page to keep some tracks!!
Been playing & writing guitar & vox
solo since 2009.
Other projects:
Claire & Her Johnson
w/ Justin Johnson
Louder Than Snakes
w/ Shane Davis
(Tribute to Willie Jacobson)
Communion Down
w/ Shane Davis, Erich Buenger, & Ryan Moore (tribute to Devon Sykes & previous band member David Huttner)
... more
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